5.25.2006

The slow poem creeps along. I'm calling it Rest Note for the time being. "My circuit is circumference." The said "cliffside park" is the one featured in colored postcard on HG Poetics masthead. Hobo has a plan, sort of.

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May-time wakes the cliffside park to the windand light. The craggy oaks dance stiffly.The slouched hobo wonders if, wonders if,and wonders if again – a drunk on the mend

from winter blanks. If it were possibleto shape a wordy backbone for himself –mumble a model of the heavens, formativeand homely – as it was back in Bramble

Tennessee, one time, once upon a time...He can't recall his name. But he prefersromance, mysteries, puzzlers –the leading-on and -on (Clementine,